The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The mist clings to the roots of the ash trees. It is thick. It is white. You stand at the edge of the clearing. The ground is soft. It yields under your boots. You are the Keeper. You have kept the silence for forty years. The silence is a weight. It sits on your chest. It is cold. It is hard. You do not move. You watch the fog. The fog watches you back. It has no eyes. It has a hunger. You...

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